Our go-to hangover cure typically involves a buttered bagel and a Bloody Mary, but apparently it can get quite a bit more intricate than that.

We recently ran across this hangover guide from TWA’s in-flight magazine circa 1972 (thanks to Microkhan for the tip). The recommendations are from the age of piña coladas and in-home bars, so there’s quite a bit of grenadine and obscure fruit juice involved. The best part: the reassuring presence of fernet, our favorite overlooked hair of the dog. But naturally, you’ll want to see it for yourself...

Cave People: Seattle’s Blackbird celebrates the life of Dugout Dick, one of the Northwest’s most prolific cave-dwelling hobos. His beard, in particular, was the stuff of legend. [Blackbird]

The Morning After: A troubling survey of your hangover-fighting options. Apparently tea is not the cure-all we thought it was. [Lifehacker]

They Call it Boobquake: Step 1: an Iranian cleric blames earthquakes on bared cleavage. Step 2: a media-savvy feminist organizes a cleavage rally in D.C., dubbed “Boobquake,” to call his bluff. Step 3: a massive earthquake rocks Thailand on the day of the rally. It was totally worth it. [Gawker]